The incomplete team of Hunters stepped out of the swirling portal exit onto the expanse of cleared land that separated the back of the large house before them and the rest of the woodlands that surrounded Starlight Bay. The loud music blaring from the party reverberated through the forest causing resounding echoes that would be loud enough to mask any other sound. This detail was not lost on the Hunters, as it meant they were more or less free to engage in serious altercations tonight. "Dean, how far away are the skinwalkers?" Michael asked, his eyes focused for any sign of movement from the forest. "A few of them are already in the building with Olivia and the other witches. The rest of them are on still in their way here. The undead however..." Michael grit his teeth. "They're close. Got it. Okay, Dean, you and I–" The young man was cut off by the sound of shattering glass as the window in one of the higher rooms in the house exploded outwards, showering the grass

"That was the power of my Relic, The Martyr's Cross," Diane replied calmly. "It allows me to telekinetically manipulate these crosses. Each of them conform to my will and they have the ability to purify evil. For undead creatures such as vampires or these 'Baykok', only a scratch is needed to completely destroy their bodies." She recalled all her crosses to form a continuously rotating ring around her, occasionally sending a few out in rapid attacks that decimated the undead horde. Her voice increased slightly as she addressed the rest of the witches as well. "Did you think we were appointed as the moderators of this program by coincidence? My ability was practically designed to eradicate vampires, Vincent's can counter any single spell any of you can conjure up. "If all of you were to fight the two of us, you wouldn't last fifteen minutes. If the two of us were to fight any of the Hunters, we wouldn't last five. Yet they were asked to watch over you kids. There are things out th

The skinwalker led them deeper into the cave, navigating through various tunnels with ease. An uneasy silence hung around them, mostly on the part of the skinwalker due to the gruesome display earlier. The tunnels were somewhat stuffy though an occasional draft of wind would waft past the group through the multiple holes that lined the cave walls. The trend of markings along the wall seemed to increase as they went deeper. Various scenarios were depicted in the illustrations, some of them showing vaguely disturbing scenes. The visiting pair had different reactions to the diagrams and symbols. The man in the suit was obviously less bothered with the images, instead he seemed more annoyed with the fact that his colleague chose to display some mild interest in them at all. "You can ask for a tour of the place the next time you visit, Katherine. Although I doubt they would be willing to get within ten feet of you after that stunt you pulled." The woman, Katherine spun aroun

As she made her way through the hallways in the building, Whitney realized just how good it felt to have delivered such a verbal beat down. That was something she would never had done normally but in light of recent events, she had no intentions of dying without letting that infuriating girl know exactly what she thought of her. As the day's lessons were still ongoing, most of the students were in class, with only a few upperclassmen roaming the school freely as they had less lectures to attend. The weather was pleasant enough that some of them opted to simply lie on the soft grass publicly. Whitney slowed her pace as she observed them. A pang of envy sought to rise up in her heart but she ruthlessly squashed it. With everything that was going on, she did not have time to spare for pettiness. Soon the large building that had been allocated to the witches and the Hunters came into view. For a few seconds, Whitney stood there and wondered if it would be worth it to go inside. S

To the consternation of both Hunter and Exorcist, the mafia boss's news had not ended there. Having found the whole thing more than a little concerning, Antonio had gone on to look deeper into the matter and the results had been as surprising as they had been alarming. Apparently the same scenario had occurred in multiple locations throughout the city. Numerous people had been reported absent from their workplaces and when the mafia boss had investigated those cases, he found the absentees in the same state as his men. To say Lee and Vincent had found this disturbing would be an understatement. But even more concerning was the discovery Antonio had made while he had been digging around. The boss had made good use of his connections to obtain the locations of most of the victims' homes as well as their workplaces. Just as he had suspected, practically all of them had been based in the less than privileged sections of the city. Such locations were where the dregs of society dw